Inventory of The Famous Scene: Starting from Emiya-Chapter 82: The Sacred Sword Finally Returned

After a journey spanning over 1,500 years, the path is finally approaching its conclusion. While 500 years might suffice to destroy a companion of justice, even 1,000 years could not extinguish the loyalty of a knight!

Now, the knight—his body riddled with wounds—finally met his king once again.

[ Facing the Lion King's inquiry, Bedivere ignored it and gently turned his head toward Fujimaru Ritsuka behind him, speaking softly.

"Fujimura Ritsuka, I am fortunate to have reached this point because of you."

His voice was filled with gratitude, his green eyes shining with sincerity. The weight of his words carried the depth of his appreciation for the Master who had stood by his side

"Wait a second. What about this reaction?" Doctor Roman's astonished voice echoed through the comms, his usual calm demeanor replaced by surprise.

"On that night of the holy selection... if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have made it this far!"

As Fujimura Ritsuka processed Bedivere's words, he wondered what had happened. This reaction...

Bedivere stepped forward, extending his right hand, and continued:

"And also, forgive me—I've been hiding something from you."

At this moment, Mash began to suspect something and bit her lip, trying hard to hold back her tears.

"O Silver Arm, Take Up Thy Sword——!!"

 (Switch On - Airgetlám)

Bedivere raised his right hand, which faintly glowed blue. As he clenched his fist, an overwhelming golden light erupted, and he charged toward the Lion King at full speed.

The Lion King hesitated briefly before raising the Holy Spear in his hand. Several beams of blue light surged toward Bedivere.

The blue magical beams attacked Sir Bedivere at incredible speed, shattering the ground beneath him layer by layer. If struck by such an attack, there was no doubt Bedivere would vanish on the spot!

The terrifying assault of the Holy Spear was blocked by Bedivere using Airgetlám, but he was still blown backward and collapsed to the ground.

However, Bedivere showed no fear. His regret was far greater than anything else. After searching for so long, his king was now before his eyes—how could he give up?

At this moment, Fujimaru Ritsuka heard Doctor Roman's astonished voice in his ear:

"That can't be... Because until now, I didn't notice this."

"Doctor, what do you mean?" Mash's voice echoed with confusion.

"I don't detect his Origin Spirit at all! His magical circuits at the level of a human—in fact, this is."

"Fujimura Ritsuka! The person in front of you isn't a Heroic Spirit! He's human, just like you!!"

Hearing Doctor Roman's words, Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at the staggering figure of Bedivere in disbelief, who was repeatedly waving his right hand! ]

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~Projection of All Worlds~

"Sire Bedivere is a Living human?! not a Heroic Spirit?"

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"This knight, who has been battling Heroic Spirits, is actually human!"

These words shocked the crowd outside the video. How could he have survived until now?

~Type-Moon World, Fourth Holy Grail War Worldline~

"Human...?! How is that possible?"

Emiya Kiritsugu said, his face filled with disbelief.

A human fighting against Heroic Spirits—no one understood this better than him. It was nearly impossible, let alone facing the now-divine Lion King!

"Sire Bedivere...!"

Artoria recalled the past. Perhaps only in front of Knight Bedivere could she briefly set aside the burdens of kingship and show a hint of exhaustion...

~JoJo's Bizarre Adventure World~

"Could he also be a Pillar Man?! Otherwise, how could he live for so long...? For a mere human, it's impossible to fight such an opponent!"

Jotaro Joestar stroked his chin thoughtfully.

Didn't he emerge from a stone statue at the beginning? Could my guess be correct?

[ The Lion King covered his face with one hand. The familiar brilliance, etched into the soul's memory, gradually awakened. The emotionless tone disappeared, replaced by disbelief: "This light is...!.!"

Mash held her shield firmly in front of the collapsing Bedivere!

Kneeling on the ground, Bedivere gazed at his gradually dissipating right hand and slowly said: "I used Merlin's magic to deceive everyone."

"Even this Airgetlám... Is the same... This is.."

"Excalibur?" The Lion King Arthur, covering his face, spoke the name painfully. The memories flooding his mind seemed to remind him of who this person truly was.

"Be...Bedivere?! That name...!"

Kneeling on the ground, Bedivere's voice continued to echo, narrating his past: "Yes, I committed a crime—a foolish sin!"

"Because I feared that returning the holy sword would mean the king's death. Because I feared that outcome, I couldn't return the sword for the third time..."

"But because I didn't return the holy sword, the king couldn't even die!"

"To search for the vanished king and atone for my sins! I've wandered endlessly... Searching for that shadow that seemed nonexistent."

At this moment, images of Bedivere's search for the King appeared—deserts, mountains, rivers, snowy fields. He traversed every possible place, all to make amends for a knight's mistake!

"I... I have the duty to stop you!" Kneeling before the Lion King, Bedivere spoke with anguish!

"I am a knight of the Round Table, Bedivere! I must punish you, an evil person!"

At this moment, Fujimaru Ritsuka heard Doctor Roman's astonished voice: "If this is true! Then Sire Bedivere has been searching for King Arthur for over 1,500 years!!"]

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~Projection of All Worlds~

"A loyalty spanning over 1,500 years?! All because he didn't want the king to die, committing such a grave sin!"

"Now I understand why King Hassan called Sire Bedivere the bewildered knight!"

"To search for King Arthur, whose body was overtaken by the Holy Spear's divinity, and wander this world aimlessly for over 1,500 years."

"This is unbearably tragic. What kind of obsession could drive him to endure until now?"

~Type-Moon World, Throne of Heroes~

"Sire Bedivere!"

The knights did not blame him for his actions. If it were them, they wouldn't want to see their king die either. Perhaps they, too, would have acted similarly, refusing to return the holy sword!

No wonder the king...

But for you, Sire Bedivere, enduring 1,500 years of regret has been too painful. Though your body was protected by the holy sword, your spirit bore the torment of this suffering.

~A Certain Magical Index World~

"Is this the alternate ending of Sire Bedivere's three attempts to return the holy sword?"

Shokuhou Misaki gradually understood everything. Because he didn't return the sword the third time as history dictated, this result occurred. No wonder Sire Bedivere initially referred to himself as a sinner!

~Type-Moon World, Fourth Holy Grail War Worldline~

"Sire Bedivere..."

Artoria closed her eyes slightly.

Though the holy sword preserved his body for a thousand years, his soul was nearly worn away by the passage of time! The thousand years of wandering pain should now come to an end.

~Type-Moon World, Magical Girl Illya Worldline~

"So this is the truth of the matter?"

Illya secretly wiped away her tears. To wander alone for over 1,500 years in search of King Arthur—what kind of loneliness must he have faced?

All those he once knew had vanished, leaving behind only a knight wandering the earth in search of his king!

Is this a sin? He simply didn't want to see his king die! But it was precisely his selfishness that created the current Lion King...

King Arthur, unable to die completely, picked up the Holy Spear and became the wandering undead king.

Over a thousand years, he merged with the divinity within the Holy Spear, transforming into the Lion King and losing all traces of humanity.

Faced with the impending end of history, she chose to save worthy human souls by engraving them into the chalk-white city as intermediaries.

[ "You are wrong... You are...me?..." Chaotic memories caused the Lion King to grow increasingly violent, with red lightning flashing around her uncontrollably.

"Me... My only!" The Lion King raised the Holy Spear in her hand. Terrifying lightning spread upward like veins, then branched out like roots across the land.

"Fujimaru... Please... Please grant me the third—" Bedivere pleaded, his voice trembling.

"O Command Spell... Grant knight Bedivere strength," Fujimaru Ritsuka replied, his tone resolute and unwavering.

"Mash, I leave you in Fujimaru's care," Bedivere said as he rose to his feet.

Bedivere stepped forward, raising his right arm. The armor on his arm receded, revealing a radiant glow as a golden sword materialized before him. In his ears echoed the King's past words.

"Why was someone like me chosen as the Knight of the Round Table?" Bedivere asked Artoria.

Meanwhile, Artoria replied: "Why are you inferior to the rest? Do you think you are not worthy?"

"Yes..."

Holding Excalibur, Bedivere deflected the Holy Spear's attacks, advancing step by step toward the King he had searched for over a thousand years.

"Simply strength or weakness should not be used to measure the person. This Camelot was built from everyone's dreams."

"One day, humanity will build such a city of hope with their own hands. This city barely survives on such dreams!"

"That's why we need a knight like you—a careful and thoughtful knight."

After deflecting all the Holy Spear's attacks, a path leading to the Lion King appeared before Bedivere. Holding the holy sword, Bedivere seemed to see the shadow of his former King once more.

As Bedivere's reminiscence ended, under a sea of golden light, the Lion King's Holy Spear pierced through Sir Bedivere's chest!

"You... Who are you? Why do you go so far?" The Lion King Arthur, equally astonished, loosened her grip on the Holy Spear!

"That's it...Because of your smile that day—it remains vivid in my memory, King Arthur!" Bedivere, blood flowing from his mouth, slowly knelt on one knee as he had in the past, bowing to his king once again!

Then, kneeling on one knee, Bedivere raised the holy sword with both hands, lifting it gently and speaking in a tender tone: "On behalf of the knights of the Round Table, I offer you our gratitude!"

"Leaving you to bear the darkness of that era alone. To us, you are the shining star! My King! My teacher!"

"Right now... No, this time, I finally... Return this sword to you!"

As he spoke, Bedivere's eyes gradually lost their light, and his right hand dissolved into specks of light, almost entirely disappearing. His body lost all vitality.

The moment King Arthur received Excalibur, all the golden light faded completely. The purple light circle that had been eroding the land also vanished entirely.

The Holy Spear fell from Sir Bedivere's body. With the holy sword back in hand, Artoria regained her humanity.

Artoria looked at the lifeless Bedivere kneeling before her and spoke with a pained voice: "So that's how it was! I finally remember."

"That forest! That hill, the knight who always cared for me, shedding tears for me."

"To erase this regret, you wandered through endless years!"

Artoria lowered her head, gazing at her knight, and praised him: "Very well done! You are my final and most loyal knight."

She reached out and touched Sir Bedivere's head, watching his body gradually fade away. Her voice softened as she said: "Be proud, Bedivere. The holy sword has been correctly returned to my hands. You have fulfilled the mission entrusted to you by the king!" ]

This journey, spanning over 1,500 years, ended with Sir Bedivere kneeling once more before his king, personally returning the holy sword. Such unwavering devotion, enduring for over 1,500 years, truly deserves admiration.